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bunnyflrt · 8 months

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nah nah but like the "treat her like a princess fuck her like a slut" concept. devotional doms. doms that love sinking to their knees for their sub and kissing your legs and thighs and giving you head until you cry. doms that service and obey everywhere but the bedroom. keeping their sub up all night, making you beg for every touch, then taking you shopping the next day and carrying all your bags for you, refusing to let you lift a finger. doms that worship, not out of submission, but out of a loving devotion. doms who will say the filthiest things when you're falling apart beneath them and then whisper praises up your body. doms that kiss your stomach, your fingertips, the insides of your wrists, the back of your knees, the small of your back, all before leaving bruises and marks all over your pretty body. doms who tie you up as if it's prayer, tracing the ropes along every inch of you. doms who fuck you like a whore but love you like a devotee.

#this got a few more religious undertones than i intended but. thats fine #got a little carried away 🥴🥴#bunny speaks #nsft #nsft text #nsft txt #d/s dynamic #nblm nsft #trans nsft #hierophilia #autistic nsft

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future-dregs · 18 days

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Saw @disasterbipippin do this fun tag (also, I've been reading your name as disasterbippin this whole time), and thought I'd get in on it (use this Picrew to make a personification of your blog)

SUPER fun, and I had a great time doing it ^_^

I tag @biromantic-nerd @radellama @nitghowl1600 @mossterious @moodyvoid @professional-gay-hermit @liveandletrain @grelleswife and a free tag to anyone else who would like to do it. Have fun, you're it!

🐾 (boop)

#Lookit my little guy. He's so cool! I hope I actually got the vibe of the blog down and didn't just get carried away and mada cool person 🥴

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rosemaze-reveries · 5 months

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i had a dream about fellowyuu (im too far gone i fear)

#sorry this gets long omg . this just felt like a corny fairytale retelling of playful land #it began with yuu on a search for dorothy's ruby slippers to bring them back home #fellow had heard about their adventures & immediately clocked them as a perfect target #bcos their background carried a very marketable mystique even without the need to embellish #that lack of magic doesnt matter when ur from another world !! you'd automatically be a priceless artifact in anyones collection 🥴#anyway he swept into their path & promised a pair of slippers if yuu agreed to wear them for a dance first (??)#obvi they were like ok sure ... so fellow got a little carried away pampering && dressing them up for this show 🥴🥴🥴🥴#with the red shoes completing the look ofc #yuu was eventually ushered on a stage & found they couldn't stop dancing #fellow confessed that these weren't dorothy's shoes but a pair to make /his/ dreams come true #but ! not to worry #those shoes won't ever stop dancing so you can't rule out the possibility that they bring you back home eventually 🤭#//it ended there #??????????????#twst posting #fellow honest

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evienovo · 1 year

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[Toyhouse profile]

Name: Ibara Yasuko (遺場楽靖子) // Azucena Ibarra Abarca Nicknames: Yasu, Asu Age: 28 Birthday: April 20 Height: 160 cm Affiliation: Demon Slayer Corps. Rank: Hinoto / Kinoto (post-Swordsmith Village arc) Breathing: Earth Breathing Sword color: Bronze

Personality: Sociable, yet reserved about her life; she reluctantly seeks solitude. Can be unintentionally impolite due to her casual and friendly demeanor. Feels a great affinity towards children and those down on their luck, especially the ones that need protecting. Very interested in the arts and curious, sometimes to the point of impertinence. Fastidious about cleanliness and appearance but can be careless when managing time or money. Possesses great emotional strength and empathy; can put her feelings aside and make rational decisions in most cases. Knows how to de-escalate tense situations and mediate conflicts.

Background: A westerner and servant to a family of American diplomats, she relocated to Japan along with the rest of their household staff. Most of the members of the house, including servants, were attacked and killed by a demon, from whom she managed to escape and avoided until sunrise. Urokodaki found her sometime later, lost and half conscious in the woods, and after learning her story he decided to take her in. He trained her as a demon slayer and hid her when she was suspected by the authorities of being responsible for the death of her boss and his family; she has been wearing a mask and headscarf to conceal her identity (and the fact that she’s a foreigner) ever since. She entered the Final Selection alongside Giyuu & Sabito at the age of 22 and joined the Demon Slayer Corps. shortly after. She mostly takes single-person jobs and prefers to work alone despite being very fond of others and of the few recurring companions she’s had, since she gets uncomfortable when people start asking too many questions about her past or appearance under the mask. Because of this, she has become quite a character and almost a legend among other members of the Corps.

Story: She met Tanjiro during one of her visits to Urokodaki’s house while he was training for the Final Selection. After getting over her initial distrust due to Nezuko’s condition, she helped Tanjiro train and kept him company whenever she visited. She would later meet Tanjiro, Zenitsu and Inosuke, on their way to Mount Natagumo, where she had also been assigned. She broke the guard of her sword shortly after Tanjiro broke his in the entertainment district. Since they share a swordsmith, Haganezuka was furious at both of them and refused to work on either sword, so she and Tanjiro met once again in the Swordsmith Village. She fought Gyokko along with Muichiro and Kanamori, and he shattered her mask during the fight, giving her a scar across half her face and revealing her identity to everyone.

Breathing style: Earth Breathing Earth breathing is a breathing style developed by Yasu after becoming a Demon Slayer with the Corps. It originated as an antithesis to Water breathing, which was the style she was taught by Urokodaki but didn’t suit her fighting style. In reality it is much more similar to Stone breathing, and could be considered a sub-style or modification of it (or Stone breathing with extra steps).

Earth breathing has eight forms:

First form: Peaceful Valley Second form: Sacred Mountain Third form: Silent Forest Fourth form: Rumbling Earthquake Fifth form: Haunting Cave Sixth form: Towering Precipice Seventh form: Boundless Desert Eighth form: Thundering Shore

Taisho secrets + rumors:

It’s been said by those who’ve tried her food that she can recreate any dish after tasting it just once.

Uzui (allegedly) asked her to marry him right after meeting her, since he thought her commitment to wearing a mask at all times was very flamboyant; she turned him down before he could finish his sentence.

Trivia:

Urokodaki chose her Japanese name, as well as the kanji for it; Ibara is an approximation to her surname Ibarra, while her name comes from the nickname her bosses had for her (Asu), since they couldn’t (or wouldn’t) pronounce her full name (Azucena).

Whenever someone points out that something in her speech or writing is odd she says it’s because she is from a remote region of Japan, where that sort of thing is normal. The region she says she’s from changes every time someone asks.

Since her excuse for always wearing a mask & scarf is that she burned her face at a young age, Shinobu has offered to treat her scars on more than one occasion, but she always refuses. It upsets Shinobu a bit.

The constant use of a mask forced her to develop an extensive skin care routine.

Urokodaki accuses her of holding back on her work so she’s not promoted and gets more recognition; she will neither admit nor deny it.

While she wore Urokodaki’s fox mask during her Final Selection and the first years after becoming a demon slayer, she eventually changed it to an okame mask in order to erase any association with him if she were to get in trouble with the authorities or other demon slayers.

She requests that people call her by her first name after meeting more than once, especially if they’re younger than her.

Her favorite foods are Hayashi rice & gyoza.

Suki is a very intelligent and peppy shima enaga that squeezed into the Kasugai Crow Test almost by accident. While her chirps don’t make sense to others, she and Yasuko apparently understand each other perfectly. She sympathizes with Ukogi in being the only non-crows in the Corps (although she’s never been as frustrated with her slayer).

#oc #oc: yasuko #demon slayer oc #kimetsu no yaiba oc #kimetsu oc #my art #i got carried away with all the extra little drawings ahdjbvi #the personality reads like a bunch of bullet points cus that’s what it is🥴#my brain is melted from reading it over and over i can’t fix it rn i’m sorry #also the shading in that black uniform is my pride and joy i don't think i'll ever surpass it #oc profile

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celestialwhoree · 18 days

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Giggly, fluffy, post deployment sex w/ Simon 🥴🫶 I don't know what possessed me to write this, but it's here I guess

like baaaaarely nsfw but still, mdni💕

"S' - Got the - zoomies." You pant, giggling breathlessly as Simon stills from where he'd been plunging into you, a confused brow raised, prompting you to explain yourself as you lay laughing beneath his massive torso.

"The fuck is a zoomie? S'that like a drug or some shite? Are you on drugs?" Suddenly he's massively concerned, always so worried about everything that could possibly harm you in any way. It also doesn't help that his phone is some ancient brick that's survived countless falls, literal gunfights, and his day-to-day life, which is a miracle in itself.

The perplexed look on his face only serves to make you laugh further, gripping your stomach as you wheeze incoherently, babbling about how he's so old, and that the stone age called. Meanwhile, he gives you a little slap on the ass, just to attempt to regain the reins on the situation and save himself the embarrassment.

"Zoomies are like - like cats!" You heave, still clutching your stomach, unable to stop the way you howl with laughter at your normally stoic boyfriend, blushing like an idiot, burying his face against your clavicle.

"I don't - I'm not going to ask." He sighs in faux disappointment, unable to hide the way his heart warms at seeing your bright smile, hearing you laugh after having been away for so long.

"M'kay." You agree, laugh dying down slightly, leaving you with a tummy ache. "Sorry, carry on."

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simkoos · 3 months

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needed some fresh uni students for my current save and got a little carried away 🥴🤎

from left to right;

milan, latisha, asia, jerrod, demi, maegan, brooks, & shawna

#the sims 4 #sims 4 #ts4 #i wanted to do the bhm cas challenge but ik i'll start and never complete it #i took some inspo and created these lil cuties instead #also one day i'll post things that aren't just cc and cas shots lmfao

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seungbinbin · 1 year

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meet ugly - hyung line ver.

not every couple has a fairytale start !!

a/n: first headcanons ! idk if i like this format but i thought i could try <3 lmk what u think ! i was also sleep deprived and delirious writing this but i think it’s a little funny heh

warnings: curse words, very ridiculous writing, mentions of food, gn reader ! (lmk if i missed anything!!)

bang chan

you found out there was a new neighbor on your floor

and you were just so excited to make a new friend

plus you heard the lady from the leasing office saying he was really cute 🫣

so you decided to be nice and bake him some muffins for breakfast <33333

what you didn’t know was that your neighbor stayed up until 4am producing a new song

so when you knocked on his door at 8am, bright and early, interrupting his much needed sleep…yeah, he wasn’t very happy

“what do you want? 😒”

oh 😟

you just hand him the muffins, mumble a quick sorry and RUN

he only realizes how rude he was after he wakes up a second time, hours later, seeing the HOMEMADE muffins sitting on his counter with a little note

“welcome neighbor !!!! :)))”

oh my fucking god 😭 he just HAS to apologize

when he finds you (literally knocks on every door on your floor) he says he’s so very sorry and he’s speaking so fast it makes you giggle

“it’s okay, breathe!”

and he decides right then and there that he’ll make it up to you by taking you out for coffee 😋

lee know

studying at a coffee shop was the best thing ever for you

it made it easier to concentrate on your work, it smelled delicious, and the baristas knew you so they always gave you a little cake pop for free <3

you had been hard at work for hours :( poor baby, midterm season is ROUGH

deciding to take a break to rest your eyes from looking at your screen, and your hands from writing, you took a look around and spotted the most beautiful man you had ever seen in your entire life: lee minho !

his hands were full and he looked very annoyed and you thought "woah that's so much coffee!"

what you didn't know is that he had lost the rock, paper, scissors game for coffee duty <///3

and now he was a little (very) irritated carrying 8 cups of coffee

trying to balance 8 large iced americanos was kind of hard, especially in a crowded coffee shop in the middle of lunch rush

but he had everything under control !

until someone bumped into him while he walked past your table

suddenly there was coffee everywhere; on his shirt, on his face and hair, on your face and hair...and all over your table

thankfully, you had managed to pull your laptop away from the disaster before any coffee got on it

however...your review was all wet and messed up

your 6 page, hand-written review you had been working on for the past 4 hours

"holy shit, i'm so sorry-"

and then you were crying 🧍🏻‍♀️ he didn't know what to do

when you explained everything, he offered to rewrite the review for you 🥹

he took the soggy papers with him, then asked for your number (just to ask what he should write and give you the review, totally not because you were the cutest ever! )

changbin

changbin was having an off-day at the gym

he had been trying to beat his last pr but something felt…off

maybe he pulled a muscle while practicing choreography, or his new pre-workout never kicked in

whatever it was, his mind-muscle connection was off and it was beginning to frustrate him

he was so stiff and crampy and ready to go home after his barely-successful arm day >:(

he was angrily typing on his phone with one hand, complaining about his day to chan and holding a 40 pound dumbbell on the other

definitely not watching where he was going !

he walked right into a bench and hit his shin very hard ! ouchie !

which made him lose his grip on the dumbbell and he dropped it

…right on your foot 🥴

“OW, FUCK!”

“oh NO, ARE YOU HURT!?”

“OF COURSE I AM, YOU ASSHOLE, WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU!”

please don’t yell at him he didn’t mean to ! he tears up when he sees you start to cry in pain :(

so he apologizes (and keeps doing so as he carries you to his car so he can drive you to the hospital)

when you told him your roommates were out of town and you weren’t from the area, he offered to stay with you :(

and also offered to pay for any medical expenses

oh he just felt so bad 😞

but it’s okay! the doctor said it was a minor fracture that should heal up in no time !

and like…changbin made you laugh the entire time and he’s so kind and nice and pretty and buff…

perhaps you could forgive him for shattering your big toe! but just this once !

hyunjin

you just wanted a nice, peaceful day at the park

the weather was perfect for a picnic and a book and you just had to take the opportunity

a lot of other people had the same idea to visit the local park

hyunjin included! he wanted kkami to get some fresh air and to stretch his legs from being holed up in his art studio all day

everything was going perfectly fine

and then kkami managed to get out of his leash

chaos ensued; everyone could hear his dramatic ass screaming and chasing his little dog 😭

surprise! kkami ended up at your picnic bc he wanted to eat your snacks

“hello, sweet boy!”

he was so friendly, everything was going so well! you even offered him a strawberry

and then he peed on your book

and bit your finger 🧍🏻‍♀️

hyunjin gets there 30 seconds too late and now he has to apologize for kkami and his chihuahua-ness

“oh my fucking god, i’m so sorry, i don’t know why he would do that! are you okay!?”

yes you are…there’s a beautiful man right in front of you holding your hand and checking on you ‼️

there’s still dog pee on your book tho

“there’s a bookstore near by, can i buy you another copy?”

so cute <3 thank u kkami

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bratphilia · 6 months

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grasp (w. afton x reader)

request: "I don’t really have a coherent story (just some thots) but i’d kill for some sort of smuttyyy ficlet that has the reader who is very short as in 4 foot 10 and has petite features (just like me 😵‍💫) being picked up and slung over Matthew Lillard!William Afton’s shoulder 🥴🥴 Include reader being scared and trying to wriggle free??? (due to her seeing or knowing something she shouldn’t have about Raglan) and some name-calling like ‘little one’, ‘good girl’ & ‘atta girl’ 🤤 - 🧸"

note: hi nonniebear!! i'm sorry if this fic is a little rushed but i tried to stay true to what you requested! hope you enjoy and feel free to keep sending in more ideas :)

pairing: steve raglan / william afton x reader

tags: bondage, praise kink, fingering, squirting, begging

fuck. you're really in for it now.

this yellowish, decaying rabbit stalks towards you, and there are four, sentient and bloodthirsty animatronics behind you.

you're stuck.

even worse, the rabbit came from the entrance, so if you were to try to make your escape that way there was a likelihood of you running into his knife.

"please," you find yourself pleading. "please don't kill me."

the rabbit laughs menacingly and bends down to your level. "how about this? i'll give you a head start."

without any further questions you bolt through the maze of halls and towards the office. you crouch down in front of the vent the rabbit was referring to and unscrew the bolts barricading it. thank god you're small enough to fit in the vents. this might actually work.

then you hear unmistakeable, thumping footsteps coming towards you.

it only hurries your actions. your heart rate rapidly increases. the screws are so aged with rust that it's hard to—

the door opens with a loud thud. you scream at the noise, and again when you're being lifted off the ground. it's the yellow rabbit.

it slings you over its shoulder with unmatched strength. you wail incoherent words and pleas as you pound the back of the suit with balled fists.

"help me!" you scream out to no one. "somebody help!"

the rabbit wordlessly carries you down the hall, to one of the locked doors you dared not to venture into during your shifts. it carried you down a couple stairs and then set you on a dentist-office-style chair.

at this point tears are rolling down your face. eyes are shut in fear of looking your captor in the eyes. uncontrollable sobs escape your mouth, praying that these aren't your final moments. then the rabbit wraps both hands (paws?) around your wrists and holds them to the arm handles so that restraints can bolt around them.

"oh, save it," he says, clearly annoyed with your crying. "i've heard it all before, you don't deserve to die, and all that."

your eyes shoot open. the rabbit's voice no longer sounds robotic and you realize you actually recognize it.

in a very dramatic fashion, it's steve raglan. your career counsellor, a.k.a the man who got you this job in the first place.

he almost looks ridiculous in the rabbit suit, which admittedly doesn't add much to his already sizeable frame, but you can't find the humor in the situation in which you could be seconds away from dying in.

"why?" you find yourself asking, suddenly more curious than hysteric. "why give me this job if you were just going to kill me in the end?"

"because you got a little too close to the truth, and for some reason, those brats up there were unable to take care of the job themselves," he snarls resentfully. he must be referencing the animatronics. it makes sense now— the kids in the drawings with the yellow rabbit on the wall.

"it was you. you killed those kids."

steve gives you a horrible smile. one that almost makes you weak, with that dimple you recognize from many conversations in his office. "you finally figured it out."

he walks behind you, shuffling around in the suit, and you crane your neck around to see him taking it off. he's wearing a white tee and dark purple slacks. he's not particularly muscular, but not thin either. it's a build specific to middle aged men. you hate to admit it, but your face flushes when you notice how large his hands are.

he catches you looking at him and smiles, cocking his head curiously. "see something you like, little night guard?" instantly you whip your head back around. your head is at a moral war with itself, with you being disappointed in yourself that you were actually checking out a child serial killer.

but steve doesn't leave it alone. once he abandons the suit, he swiftly strides over you. he places both hands on your restraints, caging you in. you shrink into yourself.

"i think," he says lowly, "i might have a different use for you, little one. one that we can both enjoy."

you swallow, not saying anything. steve reaches a hand up to slide down your face then cup your jaw. his hands are cold to the touch and it sends shivers down your spine.

you find your voice. "don't touch me."

"don't touch you? are you sure?" he says cockily and you can only glare at him in response.

"what if i just..." he trails off, sliding the hands on his face down your neck, your chest, abdomen, and eventually your core. he presses his hand there hard, making you jolt upwards and whimper. "so you don't want me to touch you, is what i'm hearing?"

fuck. this undeniably hot serial killer has you at his disposal and you can't help but feel turned on. if you're going to die, and your chances really aren't looking good for you, maybe you should just...

"please," you murmur, closing your legs so they trap his hand there.

"please, what?"

you swallow. "please fuck me."

"'atta girl." he grins from ear to ear. "y'know, all that begging you did earlier really did a number on me, but i must say i love this change of heart."

steve starts to undo the buttons of your slacks and begins to pull them down, leaving you bare in your underwear. it's at this point you realize how wet you are, and you try to relieve the tension in your core by squeezing your thighs together but he grabs your legs and presses them to your stomach. you're just so malleable to him.

he tugs off your panties and discards them mindlessly. "look at that," he marvels at your bare skin, "so pretty, little one."

you squirm against the restraints a little. at this point the anticipation will kill you faster than he will. you wish he would just touch you already, but you had to admit all his praises were only adding to your arousal.

steve decides to sit a little further down the chair and wordlessly plunges a finger inside your pussy. he goes deliberately slow, clearly gaging your reaction. "fuck," you mutter, and it takes all your strength to not buck your hips into his movements.

"you need this, don't you, sweet girl?" he muses, stopping the thrusting of his fingers, but still keeping them inside. "tell me."

"please, please, please..." tears coat your lashes from all the teasing. "'need it so bad."

he gives you a kind smile, one you haven't seen since you were back in his office. "good girls get what they ask for. "

steve slides in a second finger and begins to pump faster. it's an improvement but you find yourself needing more. you buck your hips up hoping he would get the message and he simply laughs lowly as he adds a third finger into the mix.

his pace gets progressively faster over time to your delight. the noises coming from your center is absolutely obscene. you can feel your juices dripping down onto the seat.

"ah — ah!" you cry out, feeling your orgasm nearing. "i'm coming — please, slow down—"

you squeeze your eyes shut. all the sudden the chair is abnormally wetter than you would have expected and— oh.

your face burns bright red. "i-i'm sorry..."

he's shocked, mouth agape and eyes slightly widened. then a wolfish grin spreads across his face. "don't you dare apologize, little one, let's try that again."

#william afton #steve raglan #fnaf #five nights at freddy's #fnaf smut #william afton x reader #william afton smut #fnaf x reader

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sluttywonwoo · 5 months

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halp pls vernon saying he's not gonna last much longer just being inside got me feeling some typa way 🥴🤤 what do u think would make each member cum untouched? (whether clothes on or off)

seungcheol: if it’s gonna be anything, it’s praise. that man needs praise to live and if you’re laying it on extra thick, he might not be able to resist… even if you’re not touching him

jeonghan: dirty talk!! especially if you don’t usually use that kind of language— hearing you tell him all the filthy things you’re going to do to him would have him ruining whatever pair of pants he’s got on instantly

joshua: kissing :( you can’t tell me he doesn’t love making out with you, not with those pouty lips he has… he loves kissing you, loves it so much that occasionally he’ll get ahead of himself and you know…

jun: i feel like his tits might be his downfall here. like he’s really sensitive and ticklish and if you play with them enough you can get him to cum for you

soonyoung: he’s a very visual person so anything to do with you and no clothes is your best bet— like a striptease, sending him random nudes (or videos), etc.

wonwoo: not exactly untouched but i think he’d really like dry humping and sometimes he might get a little too carried away with it iykwim

jihoon: watching you touch yourself really does it for him !! and even if he can’t touch himself (like, for instance, if you have his hands tied behind his back), he’ll still cum with you because he’s a gentleman like that

seokmin: your voice, specifically your moans. to be honest, he cums pretty easily anyway, so if he’s pleasuring you or watching you pleasure yourself and thinks about how pretty you sound a little too hard… he’ll be making a mess all over both of you in no time

mingyu: eating you out/you sitting on his face. making you cum turns him on so much that sometimes he can’t control himself and has to cum with you

minghao: if you tie him up and tease him for a bit, you can get him to blow. it would definitely take effort on your part because minghao has amazing self control, but it’s not impossible!!

seungkwan: showering together :) it’s something so intimate and it’s part of your daily routine, washing each other’s hair and bodies, but oftentimes one thing will lead to another and it’ll get heated fast. and in those cases, he’s already so content and so full of adoration for you that it takes very little to get him there, even if you’re not touching him

vernon: domming him but not even really domming him like if you’re mean to him that’ll do the trick

chan: edging has to be the way to go (please don’t tell me wait). like you are touching him, until you’re not and he’s cumming all over himself like a loser you know?

#answered #anon #seventeen smut #svt smut #seventeen reactions #svt reactions

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ghouljams · 5 months

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Viking!Soap has consumed my entire being! Just imagining how unhinged he'd get if highland!reader got hurt or taken!!

Or or or! Him seeing her holding/caring for babies! They way he'd get sooo feral... 🥴

(Your writing > Me 🤰)

While the vikings aren't back home quite yet in the Soap story line, I did have an idea in my head and this is honestly the best ask to write it out in. Here's some of highland!reader being a healer and Soap being just... so dead over it

uuuuuh tw for descriptions of birth. I'm giving Gaz a baby.

Now this is a good use of your skills. You forget sometimes, that the vikings come from somewhere, that there must be people waiting on them, that they must have a home. This? You could never deny that Gaz is human after this. Not with the way he holds his wife's hand and frets over her as she grits her teeth and pushes. You know this, you've been midwife to enough of the people in your village to feel her dilation with your fingers, to cup the baby's head and ease its shoulders. You try to look reassuring as the mother sobs above you. That's what Gaz is for you suppose, he murmurs quiet affections to her, trying to keep her calm through the worst of it.

When the baby finally slips free and falls into your hands you can feel the relief that sobs through its mother. You're quick to dip your scissors in the boiled water nearby and snip the cord, tying it off with deft precision. You frown at the quiet infant, rub your fingers against its chest as Gaz comforts his wife. It scrunches its little face, opens its mouth on a silent cry and you turn it over to hit its little back hard. Then again, until it coughs and its cry finally pierces the air.

You sigh, and pass the baby off to be cleaned up by one of the mother's friends. "It's a boy," You tell the happy couple, taking their weary smiles as payment for a job well done. The only job you've ever done well.

The fire has burned low and the rest of the village has gone home to wait, but the 141 is vigilant. The crazy shepherd pops her head out of Gaz's house with good news after hours waiting. Soap lets out a breath and leans back to look at the rising sun. A new day for a new life.

He doesn't expect to see you holding the new wee one when they're actually allowed in. Sat next to the bed, fingers checking over the infant as your wrap and re-wrap its swaddle. His swaddle. Gaz said the baby was a boy.

You look tired, but you smile fondly down at the sleeping baby none the less. Again he finds himself staring at the rising sun, the warmth of you permeating every shallow corner of the room. The baby shift in its blankets and you shush it before it can start crying. Your fingers are so gentle as the skate over its little cheeks and nose. Every angle of you seems to gentle the infant, each soft touch to calm it. Soap's never seen anyone like you, never thought someone like you would step down from the realm of the gods to grace the earth.

Something warm melts over Soap's heart, the tender moment broken when you hand the baby back to his mother. Gaz and his wife laugh as Ghost and Price crowd close to give the congratulations, but Soap can't take his eyes off of you. He wants to see it again, wants to see you cradling an infant, looking content and proud.

Soap goes to stand next to you, brushes his fingers against your shoulder to try and catch some of the warmth breaking off of you. You stiffen and glare up at him. He takes his hand away, feels his fingers tighten, his smile hollow when he pastes it on. How differently would you look at him if it was his baby you cradled close to your chest? Would your gaze still cut into him like the bitter winds that carry snow down from the mountains? Would you soften for him, let him see the warmth in your eyes that now seems so far away? Would you look at him like you look at the baby?

As something human?

"Thank you," Gaz's wife give you a genuine smile, her eyes tired but shining with joy, "I know this isn't what you-"

"No," You stop her, the nordic tongue sounds so foreign to Soap's ears when it comes from your mouth, "I'm happy to help." Your accent is bad, it makes Soap smile a little fuller as he tries not to laugh. You seem to warm again watching the happy family. It's just him then.

Soap can see it when you give Gaz a weary smile, he's human in your eyes. He wonders what it would take to be granted the same honor. If you'd ever give him that, just that, he could live a lifetime on it.

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itsmealaiah · 2 months

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Pretty woman

TW: Smut, rough sex, p in v sex, mating press, dom! bill, slut-shaming, brat taming, dirty talk, degrading, p0rn without plot, anger, whimpering, just a lot of sex 🥴

Rating: 18+, mdni

Request (by anon): can you please make a smut where 2010/2016 bill is a harsh dom and puts f!reader into a mating press and full nelson position pretty please😓😓😓😓

Comments, likes, and reblogs are never required but are very much appreciated

In a fit of anger, Bill, slammed you against the wall, pinning you there. Your body was pressed tightly against his, your breasts flattened against his broad chest, and your legs wrapped around his hips. His strong hands held you firmly in place, his calloused fingers digging into your flesh as he grunted with exertion. The rough wall dug painfully into your back, but you welcomed the discomfort as a reminder of your punishment. Bill's hard cock thrust forcefully inside you, claiming your body as his own.

He growled in your ear, "You're such a dirty little slut. You belong to me, and I'm going to claim every inch of you." His words sent a shiver of arousal down your spine, and you moaned in agreement, arching your back further into him. "That's it, baby. Show me how much you want this." You felt his thrusts becoming more urgent, more desperate.

As you moaned and writhed in his grasp, Bill's words grew bolder, his dirty talk more explicit. "Fuck, you feel so good, so tight. I can't believe how wet you are. Do you want more? Do you want me to make you come?" He pulled roughly on your nipple, sending a wave of pleasure through your body. "Oh yeah, that's it. Fuck yeah, baby. Show me how much you love it." Your hips bucked forward, meeting his thrusts with a desperate need for release.

With each thrust, Bill growled your name, his dirty words mingling with your moans. "God, you're so fucking hot. I can't keep this up much longer. You feel so good, so tight. You're going to make me cum, aren't you? You're going to make me fill you up." His words sent a shiver of anticipation through you, making your muscles tense in preparation for the inevitable release.

Your moans grew louder, more urgent, as you felt the familiar tightening in your core. "Fuck, yeah. Fuck, I'm gonna come. Give it to me, Bill. Give it to me!" His rough hands gripped your hips, pulling you harder against him as he picked up the pace, thrusting deeper and faster.

"That's it, baby. Let it go. Let it all out." His words were a command, a plea, and you obeyed, arching your back and crying out as your body shuddered with pleasure. Bill's grip on you tightened, his thrusts becoming brutal and unrelenting, and you could feel the heat of him as he spilled inside you.

As the last tremors of your orgasm subsided, Bill's weight finally pressed you fully against the wall, his breath hot against your neck. "Not bad, baby. Not bad at all." He kissed you roughly, his lips curling into a wicked grin as you could feel his erection still trapped inside you. "But you've still got some punishment to endure. Let's see how you handle this."

With a groan, Bill pulled roughly away from you, his muscles taut with effort as he lifted you bridal-style. "God, you're so heavy. So fucking needy. But you're mine, and I'm going to take what's mine." He carried you into the bedroom, his strong arms supporting your weight as he kicked the door shut behind him.

He set you down on the bed, your legs spread wide and your arms above your head, arching your back as you awaited whatever he had in store. "I'm going to give you a real good fuck, you little slut," he growled, his voice low and threatening. "You're going to beg for mercy, but I'm not going to give it to you." With a powerful thrust, he drove his hips forward, plunging deep inside you. The sensation of being completely filled by him sent a shiver of pleasure down your spine.

Bill's arms locked around you, his hands gripping your shoulders as he held you in place. His breath came hot and ragged against your neck, and you could feel the tension building in his body. "You like that, don't you?" he grunted, thrusting harder. "You like feeling owned, claimed. Well, that's what I'm going to do to you. I'm going to own every part of you." He began to move faster, his hips slamming against yours in a punishing rhythm.

The bed creaked beneath you as he took you roughly, his thrusts growing deeper and harder. His strength was both intimidating and arousing, and you found yourself arching further into each stroke, moaning with pleasure. "That's it, baby. Show me how much you want this," he murmured, his lips brushing against your ear. "You're mine, and I'm going to make sure you remember it."

His hands slid down your back, cupping your bottom before lifting you higher, forcing your hips to meet his each thrust with a sharp cry. His muscular arms held you in place, his body pressing you into the mattress, trapping you in this intense, primal embrace. The sensation of being so completely claimed sent a shiver of desire through you, and you found yourself clinging to him, needing more.

"You like this, don't you?" he growled, his breath hot against your neck. "You like feeling my cock stretching you. Well, you're going to get more of it. I'm going to take what's mine, and I'm not letting go." His words sent a thrill of anticipation through you, and you arched your back, crying out as he found a new rhythm, thrusting deeper and faster.

His arms locked you in place, your wrists trapped above your head, his chest pressed against your back, his hips driving into yours with relentless force. You could feel the tension building in his body as he lost control, his thrusts becoming more frenzied, more urgent. "That's it, baby. Show me how much you need this," he grunted, his hips slamming against yours in a punishing rhythm.

As the pleasure built inside you, as your body began to tighten around him, you felt a new wave of desire wash over you. You were so close, so close to that sweet release, but Bill wasn't about to let you go that easily. His grip on you only tightened, his breath hot against your neck as he growled, "You're not done yet."

His hips bucked faster, harder, pushing you deeper into the mattress as he found a new angle that sent shockwaves of pleasure through you. You arched your back, feeling the familiar tension building in your core, the impending release coiling tight in your stomach. With a groan, you let go, crying out his name as your body tensed and you felt the rush of wetness between your legs.

"Yes!" You cried as bill thrust one final time as your orgasm claimed you both. His eyes glazed over, his expression one of pure, unadulterated ecstasy, as he emptied himself inside you, his hips slamming against yours in a frenzy of release.

Your body trembled as the release coursed through you, waves of pleasure radiating outward from your core. Bill's heavy weight presse you into the mattress, his muscular frame shuddering with his own climax as he emptied himself inside you. The wet heat of his seed filled you, and you felt a new wave of arousal rising within you even as your body began to relax.

Bill collapsed on top of you, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he tried to catch his bearings. His weight pressed you deep into the mattress, and you felt the warmth of his skin against your own, their combined scents filling your nostrils. He shifted slightly, rolling off to the side to catch his breath, and you felt a pang of loss as the connection between you was suddenly broken.

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arminsumi · 9 months

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i was wondering if u could do announcing your pregnant to armin and your pregnancy journey (sexual if yk what i mean)

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ARMIN x fem!reader

Warnings; 🔞 MDNI, SMUT

A/N; pregnancy journey huh? I GOT U 🥴💕

"Armin." you call your boyfriend's name as you exit the bathroom.

He raises his brows, typing away at his keyboard, eyes fixed on the screen.

"Armin." you call his name again.

"Yes baby?"

"I'm pregnant."

He ceases typing and at first his mouth drops open, his eyes glitter; then his lips break out into a smile. Almost a... naughty smile. A cute, naughty smile.

"Don't kid me." he drops his laptop onto the bed and runs to you. "you're actually...?"

"I'm not kidding you. In fact I'm carrying your kid 🙄"

His chest swells. He hops right off the bed and over to you.

"I put a baby in you?" he looks at you excitedly, his hand smoothing over your tummy. "See? I told you I'd knock you up, didn't I?"

You have to roll your eyes at him. He's a damn goof. A cute goof.

But he was the complete opposite when he was busy knocking you up.

Armin's always had a breeding kink. It's one of the first kinks that you discovered about him. And when you showed how much you liked it (ahem, by creaming and cumming around him) he really went for it.

"Ah god, 'm gonna fuck a baby into that pretty pussy." he panted. "I s-swear 't god, I'm gonna get you pregnant with my child."

"Shiiit, 'Min, just t-take the condom off already." you whined in a high pitch. " 'gimme me your babies."

He certainly did not hesitate after you said that. In a second he slipped his cock out of your juicy, tight little hole and peeled the condom off.

This had been his dream for so long. He used to fist his pretty pink cock to the thought of you begging for his creampies on so many nights, it was borderline obsessive how much he thought about it.

"Ohhh my fucking god..." he whined like a cat while squeezing himself back inside of you.

He leaned in close, lips brushing against the shell of your ear. His voice sounded so raspy it drove you nuts. "What d'you wanna name our baby?"

After that, Armin refused to let up until he stuffed you full of his cream. He just wanted to make sure you were knocked up 🥰

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jongseongsnudes · 10 months

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eight.

warning; 🥴🥴🥴 1.2k words.

masterlist.

one hour.

that was how long you had to calm yourself before your boss came back to the room but by then, you were already on the couch. pretending to be sleep.

a hundred things are going through your head but on top of it all was your interaction with him earlier. the gaze, the heat, the skin contact... his arms around your body.

the man was driving you insane and in the most inappropriate ways possible.

you could hear him quietly entering the room, followed by a few footsteps towards where you were and then... nothing. it stays silent for a few moments before two hands suddenly slide underneath you, carrying you up with such ease. your squeal fills the room when you realise what was happening, that you were now sitting in mr park’s arms with the man’s face just above yours.

“sir! what are you doing!”

so much for pretending to sleep.

the man walks over to the bed and gently places you down without an explanation, his eyes focused on you. at this point, you’re thanking the heavens for the lack of lighting within the room, preventing your boss from actually seeing how heated your cheeks had gotten. thanks to him.

“sleep on the bed.”

“no no i’m fine with the couch!” you were quick to grab his arm, stopping him from moving away but you were just as quick to let go once you realised how rash you were being to your boss, “i’m- i’m sorry.”

you think you’ve gone mad when the end of his lips pull into a slight smirk, one you could’ve easily missed if you blinked. he seems amused by your embarrassed reaction but you can’t tell what he’s thinking behind those eyes.

you never could when it came to this man.

“want to join me for a drink?” is all he says before heading over to the other side of the room where a small table and two chairs were set up, with a bottle of complimentary wine and a basket of local sweets sitting atop.

after everything that happened tonight, this really screamed of being a bad idea but your legs had reacted faster than your head... taking you to where mr park was in a matter of seconds. to say everything your boss did amazed you sounded a little pathetic but it really did. even the way he so easily popped the bottle opened got you naturally clapping your hands, a move he definitely noticed with how he’s now chuckling to himself.

maybe you were drunk before even drinking the damn wine because that’s exactly how you felt, seeing park jongseong in this setting. the dimly lit room, the rain outside, the closeness between your seats. everything seemed more romantic than it should’ve and the candles you stupidly placed around the room earlier weren’t helping with your current delusional state of mind either.

you politely thank him when he hands you a glass of wine, the red liquid inside seemingly a final warning before the chaos. but you were tense, you had been since arriving to the hotel and figured the wine could help you loosen up and sleep better later.

so you drink.

one glass then two, then three.

unfortunately that’s three too many for someone as lightweight as you. you weren’t drunk yet but you knew it was going to hit you very soon if you kept drinking.

it stays fairly quiet the entire time with your boss scrolling through his phone while you gazed out at the rain and at him sometimes. but it’s a nice type of silence, a relaxing one. it’s exactly what you needed after endlessly running around for the past couple of days, dealing with paperwork and phones calls regarding this big business deal. but now you could unwind, sink back into the softness of the chair while enjoying some wine...

your handsome hunk of a boss sitting right beside you was just a massive plus.

you thought it would’ve been awkward after the hot spring situation but mr park didn’t seem bothered by it. so neither did you, sweeping it all under the rug as another one of your delusional moments.

seemed like the right thing to do.

“are you okay miss park? should we call it a night?”

“i’m fine sir,” you hadn’t realise you were so lost in thought until the man spoke, his eyes now on you.

*ding*

the sudden sound of your phone on the table, along with the bright notification on the screen of new messages immediately becomes the centre of attention. the name taehyun has you grabbing your phone in excitement, ready to receive random memes he’d always send you.

“you and taehyun seem close.”

“well he’s actually my only friend at work. he helped me and gave me a lot advice when i first started so i’m really thankful for him. especially because i thought you hated me-” the words you didn’t mean to say had unfortunately left your lips, surprising not only yourself but also your boss.

“you think i hate you?”

“i- i mean because you’re always so... quiet. i tried so hard to show you i was right for the job but you didn’t seem to notice it... so i assumed you hated me.”

silence.

now you wanted to run away, to disappear from this sudden tense atmosphere you just created from blabbering too much. you swore you wouldn’t drink this much again, yet here you were, downing drink after drink.

and in front of your boss of all people.

“i noticed.”

you’re now staring at him in return, like a deer caught in headlights at the unexpected confession but it’s the way his gaze dips below your eyes that causes your breath to hitch. although it’s dark, you could tell how suddenly focused he is on you, on your lips in particular.

“i didn’t know sir... well i’m glad that... you noticed me.”

“i pay a lot of attention to you actually,” perhaps you were crazy but you swore he was getting closer with every word, his body now just a mere breath away from yours, “you just didn’t know it and you still don’t know it.”

everything is screaming at you to leave, to get away before your intoxicated self ends up doing something you’d regret by tomorrow morning. or worse, gets you fired.

you think you’ve been doing a somewhat great job up until this point, being professional... but it’s as if the world keeps testing you in the most unethical ways. throwing all these very unnecessary situations at you, mixing your boss into it...

it’s only a matter of time before you crack and jump on the poor man. and probably lose your job.

“i- i um should probably get to bed-” you were up before you even finished the sentence, almost knocking into him. but mr park grabs your wrist, stopping you from walking away this time. you watch in confusion as he also stands up, his frame now towering over yours, practically taunting you.

“you should probably stop running away miss park,” the man lifts you up onto the table in one swift move, a grin on his face, causing your poor heart to almost explode on the spot. you’re too stunned to even react, giving him the perfect opportunity to lean in, up close to your face, his hands now resting on either sides of you, “let me tell you this. i know how hard you work. i see you always running around, always ready to do as i ask... always wanting to please me.”

gulp.

“i- i’m just doing my job.”

“you know you do more than just that, doll,” his voice drops an octave lower than usual as he speaks, the unexpected nickname rolling off his tongue so naturally like it belonged there. his lips are now just hovering above yours, teasing you and hell was it working in his favour at this point.

“mr park...”

“so let me return the favour. let me please you, doll.”

end.

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moraxsthrone · 1 year

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Keeeel I have brainrot ;w;

Just... Zhongli taking care of his little mate after fucking you so good/hard/much that you can't really move much, legs weak, body sore. Him massaging your muscles whispering sweet nothings and nuzzling you, carrying you to the bath and pampering you and you whine a little still sensitive 🥺💕

It's extra asdfchbklj bc you're an adventurer who fights monsters in the regular, go exploring and climbing and sure your body gets a little pushed to the limits once in a while but he, heeeee, Zhongli is the only one who manages to tire you out like this. Drooling and sweating and panting in pure blissful pleasure, legs twitching in the aftershocks of a few too many rounds crying out his name. And he's so proud of himself for being able to leave you like this, sweet and pliant in hazy pleasure (and proud of you too for being so good to him!) his inner dragon purrrs happily against your skin leaving soft kisses.

AFKSFCGVJBJNKL /w\ omggggggg

Just Zhongli fucking you stupid and then providing the sweetest most tender aftercare 😩🥴🥰💕💕💕

crys, my dear, thank you for leaving this precious gem in my ask box. 💛🧡🤎🖤 i saw it this morning and could NOT stop thinking about it all day and THE SECOND i logged off from work i made a MAD DASH to my pc and started typing FURIOUSLY. i needed this so bad! 😩😮‍💨

I AM HERE FOR THE ZHONGLI BRAINROT!!

be warned: nsfw. mdni. x f!reader. rough sex. hair pulling. please let me know if i missed anything, i have a meeting in 8 mins and i'm trying to get this out beforehand bc we've waited long enough.

but also: zhongli provides impeccable aftercare, breathe if you agree

wc: 500+

okay so let's get one thing out of the way: zhongli knows How To Fuck™️

the archon has you on your belly, your thighs pressed together as he straddles them and rides you like a lazy horse. his beautiful cock is coated with your creamy need; he loves to spread your asscheeks apart and watch your swollen hole stretch around his girthy cock. the striations of your slick spread the length of his shaft as his hips slap your ass so hard the wet, rhythmic smacks echo off your bedroom walls.

he’s got your hair wrapped around his glowing fist and you can hear the occasional grunt or deep, aggressive growl coming from behind you as he fucks you harder. you’re panting, crying, whimpering his name; from the corner of your watery eyes you see his arm that’s planted on the mattress next you, sinewy muscles flexing and rippling under his dark, gradient skin. he’s already fucked multiple orgasms out of you and now,

it’s his turn.

zhongli leans forward, hunching over you, his rock hard abs, sticky with sweat, pressing against your back. his pelvis is snapping on sheer instinct, faster now, forcing his engorged cock deeper into your womb where, with one final thrust of his hips, his seed floods your cervix in thick, white spurts. his orgasm is so powerful he can hardly contain his dracontine nature as he fills you with his musk, head thrown back as a guttural roar erupts from his throat.

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your lover's postcoital disposition is in stark contrast to his mating style. your naked, sweaty bodies are pressed together, some of his thick seed dribbling out and coating your still-trembling thighs as he holds you close. with your head tucked neatly under his chin, you're soothed by the steady beat of his heart, grounded by the depth and subtlety of his voice against your ear as he quietly praises and reassures you.

"you are safe, my love," he says, lazily tracing his name on your back with warm fingers. "you did wonderfully, darling. you always do. you are the most precious thing to me. you are beautiful, intelligent, strong, and one of very few people who laugh at my jokes." your soft chuckle fills his heart with warm love because he knows you're okay and that you are with him.

when you're ready, you look up at him and he smooths your hair away from your lovely face so he can get a better look at you. his tired eyes are hooded, darker now that they're not glowing as fiercely.

"what can i do, love? can i get you some water, something to eat? would you like me to fetch the duvet off the floor and wrap you up in it?"

you smile and shake your head no, verbalizing just long enough to say, "just...need to stay close to you, zhong. please just hold me and talk to me?"

"of course, my love," he hums, "whatever you need." he lays his head down next to yours and murmurs sweet, loving everythings into your ear as he nuzzles your hair. you can feel the low timbre of his voice in every fiber of your being, comforting you, and you know that you are safe. you know that you are loved.

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pouringmyheartoutforpaper · 1 year

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bella...

✦wearing steve's clothes because you know it riles him up to the point where you're lounging around in his living room and he can't help himself but press your face into the couch before bunching whatever sweater of shirt which is far too big on you to your waist and moving your underwear to the side and just slipping in. fucking you harshly and grabbing two fist fulls of the material on your back to pull you back against his thrusts, all while you're biting and drooling over the sleeve of his sweater

AHHHHH this is so 🥴

i got very carried away with this so it is slightly, absolutely filthy. my apologies 😔.

cw: smut (mdni), fluffy and sweet sex, boyfriend!steve, daddy kink, praise kink, squirting, slight breeding, very much not proofread writing 😀

the yellow sweater ☹️ you come home and immediately strip and put it on. plopping yourself on the couch on your tummy and waiting for him to get out of the shower. hes coming down the stairs with condensation stuck to his bare chest, leading all the way down to the little trail of hair above his sweatpants. his pupils dilate at the sight of you. laid on his couch in his sweater, breathing softly and steadily. the white cotton panties on full display for him. the outline of your pretty, soft cunt inviting him in. he leans over the couch to hover over you, running his big hands up your torso and kissing up your neck. eliciting a soft whine from your parted lips.

“youre so fucking beautiful, baby. y’ drive me crazy. can i make love to you sweetheart? would you like that?” he inquires. chuckling at the whine that falls from your lips and the way your hips lift to press on his cock. hard and throbbing for you. he kisses up your neck sweetly before whispering in your ear, his hands on your hips. “i need words sweetheart”

“yes steve, please. please. fuck me.” your brain already turning off a little, knowing that steve was there to take care of you. knowing that you could trust him completely.

“thats my good girl. you tell me if you need something babydoll. ‘ve got you sweetheart.” his hand moves to your cunt. rubbing your clit while his thumb moves against your hole. watching the wet spot on your panties spread before hooking his index finger around the crotch of your pretty panties and pulling them to the side. rubbing a few more tight circles to your clit before pushing two fingers in your cunt. all while you moan into the sleeve of his sweater. drooling and mouthing on it in a way that made his cock twitch in his sweatpants.

“daddy”

the nickname made his heart flutter and swell. leaning down so he can look into your eyes.

“yeah baby? what do you need from me sweet girl?”

“fuck me, please fuck me, please.”

he swears his head starts spinning. “oh i can do that for you sweetheart. such a good girl, using your words.” as he takes his cock out. the tip leaking precum and begging for your pussy around him. making his head fuzzy.

he savors the moans and chants of his name when he pushes his cock inside of you. his own moans breaking with little curses. voice wavering while he bunches the sweater up your torso. giving him more access to your bare skin.

“daddy,” his head immediately perks up to bring all his attention towards your voice and wants, “don’ be gentle with me. want it hard, please.” your cheeks feel hot with your admission. but you trust steve enough to let him be rough with you. let him manhandle you and use you.

his cock twitches inside of you. his cheeks turn red and his head gets even more foggy. unable to focus on anything but you. “fuck-, i can do that baby, i can do that,” he places his hand on your head to guide it down to the arm of his sweater. your back arched slightly with your head pressed against the couch. your hips and pussy in the air for him. he grips your hair firmly and comfortingly, coming back down to speak to you, “be a good girl for me, yeah? gonna fuck you real good, just how you need it, okay? you know what to do if you need anything. ill give you anything. i love you so fucking much.” placing a kiss to the top of your head before gripping onto the sweater and thrusting inside you. setting a pace that worked for both of you. watching you drool and scream as your eyes roll back a little bit.

once he finds the pace, he fucks himself into your pretty cunt mindlessly. babbling about how good you are for him. how good your cunt feels around him. how beautiful you are. his thrusts are unforgiving and so fucking good. he reaches down to rub your clit. watching you bite down on his sweater and whine. fucking you a little harder and faster with this. he could smell your cunt and his own arousal in a way that messed with his brain. your scent intoxicating. and he could tell he had the same effect on you as well. watching you press your face into him at any moment you could, always wearing something of his, sleeping with his clothes whenever he’s away. knowing he has that effect on you elates him. knowing that you also have the weird primal need for him as he does for you.

he moans with his thrusts. little grunts and whines falling from his lips with the rhythm of your hips. watching your ass move in a mesmerizing way every time he pulls your body back to his cock.

“fuck baby. so fucking good. fuck- jesus christ, fuck- you take me so good baby. such a tight little cunt for me. gripping down on my cock like this. yeah? you feel that? good girl. good fucking girl. god, you’re soaking me babydoll” his thighs becoming sticky with your arousal. so wet and filthy. the sounds of skin slapping and squelching along with the circles hes still rubbing on your clit pushing your climax closer.

“daddy, daddy, daddy. ‘m gonna cum. please, please daddy. can i cum? please? m close, please steve please.” you beg. your lips and cheeks blushing. your eyes rolling back while you bite and suck on his sweater. drooling all over the fabric. he thanks god that hes going to make you cum, because he wouldnt be able to stop himself from breeding you full soon.

“awe, you pretty thing. such a good girl, my good girl. ‘love of my fucking life baby… cum on daddys cock. go ahead sweetheart, cum on my cock. oh god- fuck, good girl.” youre already orgasming around him. squirting all over his thighs and stomach. your body racked with euphoria and white hot pleasure. screaming and whimpering his name while he continues rubbing your clit and helping you through it. thrusting into you sporadically before moaning your name loud enough for the neighbors to hear and cumming in your pussy. filling you up with his load. fucking himself into the wetness you both had made as he rode out his high.

as your breathing slowed, he leaned back down and straightened your back, allowing him to lay atop of you like a weighted blanket to soothe you. “good job sweetheart. did so good for me. so beautiful, baby. always so proud of you.” kissing your neck and your cheeks while you come back from the fuzzy space your brain has found itself in.

“looks like youre gonna need a bath, huh?” motioning down at the mess you had made on his chest, and the wetness dripping down your legs. making your face turn red, hiding from him in his own sweater.

“steeveeeee”

“jus teasing you sweetheart, you know i love it when you do that.”

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ok i’ve had time to sit with this viewing of wakanda forever and im only going to try to add things i haven’t spoken about before UNLESS my opinion on something has changed. i do have namuri and okoyuma brainrot so excuse any shipper nonsense you don’t care about 🥴

L O N G P O S T 👇🏾

Small Details I Noticed:

as t’challa was being carried to the city of the dead after the funeral two wakandan ships cross in the sky like they’re doing the wakandan salute

when ramonda meets with the united nations she wears purple and gold symbolizing how she’s “taking care of business” like killmonger

the color red is associated with tradition in wakanda and everything new is associated with the color the blue and blue typically is associated with what element? water

aneka and ayo are so cute 😙

the shift from background music to it being diegetic sirens was masterful

i couldn’t figure out why namor said shuri was the first surface dweller in talokan but he had a suit. then i realized duh it was from the start of the movie 🥴

Why does no one go for the Talokanil masks

t’challa falls in love with a river tribe girl, ramonda finds comfort by sources of water I don’t find it coincidental at ALL her whole family has ties to water.

every time he issues a threat Namor is looking at Ramonda but when he sets the shell down to ask them to call? he looks at shuri.

shuri wears white while she’s working in her lab because she’s still in a mourning period.

shuri’s tribe wears red namor is represented(partially) by blue and what color does shuri wear when she’s taken to his domain? purple.

I JUST REALIZED T’CHALLA JR IS THE KID THAT WALKED UP TO RAMONDA

NAMOR IS NOT THE VILLAIN. IMMEDIATELY AFTER HE TOLD SHURI THE SURFACE WOULD ATTACK THEY CUT TO A SCENE OF THEM PLANNING TO ATTACK WAKANDA

attuma is down horrendous he ain’t even join the fight in wakanda he just went looking for okoye. STAND UP.

namor and shuri pausing to stare at each other before she shoots cause they really don’t want to fight 😐

people keep saying ross’ scenes weren’t necessary and yet fully missed that namor was proved right by his scenes

N’Jadaka TOLD YALL ramonda gave her life to save riri. (doesn’t justify namor’s actions but don’t take away her agency)

shuri’s panther ears on her helmet point down like she’s ready to pounce whereas t’challa’s pointed up showing he was docile

shuri’s actions fully show us namor’s origin and how he ends up as adamant and stubborn as he is. their hatred turned them into warmongers shuri is just able to stop herself before she does something truly irreversible.

namor is such a loser he really thought shuri was finna call him on his shellphone.

in the midst of everything she remembers holding hands with namor as they watched the sunrise…hm.

Random Thoughts I Had During the Movie:

That chairman who introduced Ramonda was fine as hell

That french lady shook her head like her men ain’t break into that lab that’s wild.

Attuma’s first entrance (on the ship) had me grinning from ear to ear like “HEY BIG DADDY!”

Namor can really be brutal as fuck. The way those agents were screaming as their helicopter was spun into the ocean was scary as hell! (i’m still on his side tho ✋🏾🫱🏾liik’ik talokan)

hi anderson cooper!

i wonder why ramonda cut her hair

when shuri told her mother K’uk’ulkan was covered in vibranium he looked at her like “oh so you looked me over?” 😁

the jibari are hilarious

mbakus very silly but he has a big heart and is clearly very wise

nah okoye is right the midnight angel suit is u g l y

i cannot fully express how annoying i find de fontaine

riri my darling baby girl i love you

okoye don’t look ashy and i’m tired of them coming at my good sis

okoye is so funny 😭

the car chase scenes are always the best in these movies

i need the wakanda forever script

attuma GROWLED at okoye just kiss already

i like that attuma got his own whale and everybody else gotta share

ross is such a smol little guy who’s scared of him 🥴

angela was acting her ass off we know this but you know who else? danai. yup. i should watch the walking dead

everybody in this movie fine as hell

nakia should be in more avengers movies

nakia grew them dreads fast

their shaman was fine too everybody is HOT

why is de fontaines hair purple she looks twelve

if namor got in my face like that i’d kiss him idk

shuri fully forgot she was wearing that man’s bracelet until it was pointed out to her

mbaku’s face when he saw that whale underwater took me out.

see namor dodging shuri’s fire makes no sense he literally stands still when he’s being fired at initially and then hits the ship fire out of the air with his spear.

riri don’t listen cause ramonda definitely told her ass to run

i just-don’t get namor sometimes because he fully could have killed the scientist and shuri and he clearly doesn’t care about eternal war he just DOESN’T DO IT.

Nakia’s funeral outfit is beautiful

i will fully admit that the beauty of tenoch blinded me to namor’s brutality. that man is vicious.

aneka is so funny

iron heart has such a cute anime suit i kinda love it and hate it

we’ll probably see a different one since she can’t take it home though.

there’s something so silly about the way shuri and mbaku start to arm wrestle

the way he said “princess” and stared at her on the ship…he wanted to fuck so bad omg.

the lighting when shuri gets stabbed is insane, it becomes less saturated and green and i really like it 😗

namor’s little butt jiggle as he fell?? lol

the dissenting wakandans and talokanil are going to be a problem moving forward. they’ve each lost people and they’re not gonna let that slide.

WHY SOMEBODY BOO WHEN ANEKA KISSED AYOS HEAD. FUCK OFF HOMOPHOBE

Final Thoughts:

I really love this movie obviously but i think Tenoch being hot kinda blinded me to how cruel Namor can really be. Cause the whole time i’m thinking, he’s hot and he’s right i’m on his side. In general he doesn’t use excessive force and he gives people ample opportunities to stop fucking with him before he really goes off tho.

I still stick with my assessment that Namor isn’t a villain and you’ve missed the point if you think he is, that his actions weren’t justified but i understand he needs to protect his people so it’s not without reason.

I don’t understand why people think shuri shouldn’t have been the black panther okoye is in the dora, nakia is a spy who else was gonna be the panther?

i don’t know exactly why but this movie excites me and i am growing to love it more than any other marvel movie. this is most likely the last time ill see it in theatres since i don’t want to make myself bored with it but i’m really thankful to ryan and co for putting this out they did chad justice

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